The Known, The Unknown And The Lost

I don't know what people's personal circumstances are, who come by here and read.

I expect that in each of your own individual lives, you have 'adapted' I suppose, to the material needs of life, and are engaged in various undertakings which would be considered 'normal' from anyone else's point of view.

A long time ago, I was asked by Dr Tom Odgers at Edith Cowan University, to give a short address to some post-grads there who were finding problems and issues with sourcing employment in keeping with their education qualifications. There was no fundamental reason I should have been giving such an address, other than that I was seen as someone who was successful up to a reasonable level almost by dint of personal drive and not much else - and yet I was the same age more or less, as those who were finding difficulties.

Just very recently, I was asked again, to do a similar thing, and this time, the people were a lot older.

Everyone had their own individual sets of negative experiences of life, although all of this particular group were well in control of their own outlooks and had a philosophical stance about all the bad things in life. What could I really say? Turned out that in fact, at least I was able to 'pass on' some interesting simple things I had acquired from other people - older, wiser, and now mostly all passed(!), people I had known. But those things were important to the group I was speaking with. In one case, a father was worried that he wasn't able to give much money to his fourteen year old kid, who lived with his mother, and naturally, it seemed like the mother cast this 'loser' cloak over the father, and the kid was showing some despondency about I suppose, probably, not having the kind of 'rich' father maybe, that some of his friends must have had.

Simple answer, of course, and most of you know it.

We would only comprise an utterly tiny 
component of that...

But anyway - how about you, though; never mind your kids? What about you yourselves...

There is this thing in the ancient texts, you know - in some of them, the meaning is 'peace of reassurance' (literally from God, as such), and otherwise, it is known as 'the Ark of the Covenant' in which resides 'the Glory of God...' This was, according to the standard Western literature, given to Moses by God Himself on that infamous mountain. Along with the Laws; the Laws were not the only thing given, in fact, they ended up not being the things given at all, because the original ones, Moses smashed up.

I'm sure everyone thinks they know, what 'the Ark of the Covenant' actually is. There is an enormous amount of preaching about what it is. Theoretically, it has 'disappeared from the Biblical narrative at some point.' As in, its actual physical existence has, when Jeremiah, I think, hid it in some mountain.

Now, actually, the part I want to talk about, is that if the wrong person gets their hands onto it, or 'sees' what is inside it, they have some pretty dire consequences visit them - and you would reasonably think, well, why is a benevolent Divine Being doing that?

All the same, I am going to point something out to you here... I am going to tell you about what this small group of us do, fairly regularly. On the one hand I would love for all of you to feel the 'peace of reassurance' - in other words, something of real and genuine substance that gives you a solid feeling inside that things are okay. I suppose a few hundred thousand additional dollars on the positive side of the ledger would achieve it? Do you think?

Leon Bakst again - Egyptian
'Ark' on the dress on the left.

And on that proverbial other hand, there is also the narrative about some people getting burned alive when you know, when Indiana Jones opened up that 'Ark' - or was it the Nazis... I forget; but someone got obliterated.

You think you know what 'the Ark of the Covenant' is? Some archaeologists thought it really was the Anubis Shrine from the Tomb of Tutankhamun. Looks similar. Some other people figure the Knights Templar took it and hid it somewhere at Chartres - and there is another one of these 'death' stories relating to Colonel Welborn Barton Griffith, who saved the Cathedral from destruction; but who himself was killed later the same day.

There is something about 'the Ark' story, isn't there, that tells you there is an implied warning concerning it.

So yes, I know where it is.

And I know what is in there.

And all I can do is go around and around on the outside for you, unless there is some 'secret pass-word' that you can give me, to let me know you will be safe enough with the knowledge.

However, me just going round and round on the outside may well still give you sufficient clues that will allow you to get in on your own - and take responsibility for your own welfare afterwards...

Much bigger than this though...

So. Back to what I was going to tell you: there is this little gang of us, see. And we get together very regularly and it's in different places and just recently it was on someone else's (we don't even know whose) impressive super super ultra wealthy person's cruiser yacht.

Everyone gets a glass or three of something pretty punchy right up front and so, how things go down afterwards could be explained by that. Anyway, there's loud loud music and a live DJ - one of the biggies always - and then the chefs turn up and set fire to something, cognac for the steak Diane or rum and bananas or something, or just curry puffs even, maybe.

And then the high heels come off - one girl slung hers across the salon right about just after the flames in the dimmed lighting; with just the ultra-violet mood lights on.

Those lipstick red-soled Loubis.

By the time this track (the one here below) is played, people are already 'flying' but if you try and stick yourself in the moment, in the context, you might get a sensation of what is going on:

   

Leon Bakst, and Arabic Magic

NASA sent a song by Chuck Berry into space. Over time NASA has sent quite a lot of music up there, to be retrieved by whoever is out there, for them to make something of all of it.

When human beings as a whole, make some monument to something, more often than not it demonstrates the utter intellectual poverty and crassness of the materially-powerful so-called 'leaders.'

The 'Fountain of Eternal Life' is, 
according to Arabic folklore,
located somewhere in 'Bahrain.'
'Bahr-ain' means, something similar to 'Bahrzak;'
an isthmus between two great oceans...

It is not just my own personal view, but it is the view of some sub-contractors who 'went for a walk in the forest' as I think the Latvian phrase is, about those who are a little bit um, well 'in need of rest,' shall we say, and who claim to have had lengthy conversations with ET aliens - that the original Pioneer 10 plaque that was shot up into space and shoved as far out as possible, was possibly the stupidest thing to show to anyone with half an advanced alien brain.

One guy reported to the Kremlin division of the toppest top bureau there, that we came this close to being wiped out just on the strength of that stupid thing alone.

It's like a bunch of kids with crayons drew something. The plaque shows where the 'Goldilocks zone' for a planet with life is in our solar system, and then a couple of line depictions of what we look like on the outside, minus clothes, and a couple of bits of 'scientific' gibberish that apparently are meant to show what we are made of. We, we, us, superficial, us, we, look like, and oh, we know where we live, and like, no one else with K2+ intelligence would not know that, right?

Okay.

I've never been to Egypt.

Bahrzak.

Egypt is as far away, to me, as the outer Oort Cloud surrounding our planetary system.

But I would bet London to a soggy wet bus-ticket, that somewhere, in amongst all the amazing archaeology there, you will find 1. a lion or dog-like creature in monumental form, 2. something with wings, 3. a disk-like depiction, maybe such as a sun or the sun, 4. multiple snakes or 'gorgon-like' things - you might even say, 'dragon-like,' which grow upwards from some base...5. A pair of eyes...

At minimum you will find all those things.

I could have told you that before one single archaeologist ever laid foot anywhere near there.

Is there anything in that list we have not found yet...? Anything missing? Do you think?

Yes 'we' are like a bunch of kids, but a bunch of kids with mischievous and misbegotten 'leaders' and 'rulers' in charge of a whole lot of valuable things. And who wield considerable power.

According to Islamic tradition, this
is the 200 foot long grave of Amran,
the grandfather of Jesus... Wonder how tall
Jesus must have been?

Meanwhile, this is the kind of thing we are stuck with - and if this looks really really silly and stupid to you, then just hold onto your horses, because there may be things we think we 'know' and look upon every day with our own uncritical eyes, but which look just as stupid to those that know a lot better than we do, and a lot more things than we do.

Leon Bakst designed stage sets and production graphics for the Ballets Russes from around 1909 onwards, for which he provided highly exotic, richly colored sets and costumes - and more than one of the ballets he designed for have become extremely famous and enshrined permanently in ballet lore. There was one particularly notable, at the time somewhat infamous ballet - 'the Afternoon of the Faun' - which involved the dance depiction by Vaslav Nijinsky, of a mythical creature, a faun. (Nijinksy caused riots and fights inside the theaters when some members of the audiences objected to what appeared like the faun performing various kinds of sexual acts with nymphs on stage in the final act, or using objects of clothing of the nymphs to do that...).

This is the faun in the
movie 'Narnia.'
Dame Daphne Guinness likes to
depict herself as a kind of 
a faun, especially with her shoes.
Not sure whether she has hairy legs...

Fauns are part of very ancient folklore, from Turkey, Persia, Greece, Syria, Iraq, Kurdistan, and later on Arabia too. Many Muslim scholars conflate the images of 'fauns,' with their own mythology of Genies. Fauns are the creatures with long and powerful animal-like legs, and cloven hoofs.

But where were Bakst and Nijinsky getting their ideas about these creatures from? 

One of the greatest works of verse ever devised in the Arabic language - 'the Conference of the Birds' by Farid ud-Din - contains a crystal clear summary of how one may see such said-to-be mythical, or imaginary, invisible-to-mortal-eyes beings.

 

Kushner And The Middle East

And now I'm going to say something that could raise both some ire as well as some contention.

The Hammurabi Laws -
there's Hammurabi there on the left,
and 'god' right there giving him
the Laws.
A few hundred years before Moses.

If God spoke to Moses (maybe Circa BC 1500+) on some mountain somewhere, and gave Moses 'the Laws,' then he - God - must have plagiarized these from King Hammurabi (Circa BC 1800-ish) and failed to disclose to Moses that another god had earlier on handed some 'Laws' to a king or a leader of a peoples in the Middle East, namely to said King Hammurabi. In fact, prior to Hammurabi's Code, there had been an earlier set of Laws, in fact the first ones that are known to archaeology (if you forget that there is an entire other tradition in another part of the world that is at least as complex, namely, that of Dwaraka in India, that concerns an even far earlier time still...), which are called the Laws of Ur-Nammu.

Hammurabi claimed to have been personally given his laws by the gods, or a god.

And if we shift focus now a little to the standard Islamic narrative, to consider the misleading ideas there, there never were any inscriptions prior to the Abbasids whatsoever, showing a direction towards which to pray, other than towards Petra, and not Mecca.

However, by the time of the Abbasids, when this empire had shifted the key regional center of the silk road trade from Petra to Mecca in the Hijaz, then and only then does evidence show that the qibla direction is now towards Mecca.

Meanwhile, there are traditional Hebrew rabbinical writings to the effect that their Abraham was from Edessa in Turkey, back in ancient history also called 'Ur.'

Modern people, doing what
modern people do. They also have tablets -
Apple tablets. God, there's even 'apples!' lol

The modern common tradition is that the Abraham of the Bible is said, in the Bible, to have come from 'Ur of the Chaldees' (which is in Iraq, or ancient Babylon more or less, and not Turkey). In fact the Ptolemy II Old Testament does not say 'Ur' of the Chaldees, it says 'the LAND of the Chaldees. And that is because 'Ur' is a word simply which means 'land,' or 'the land' - as in a settlement, or civilized place. Abraham came from Babylon.

The even earlier civilization in Uruk (before 'Ur'), the so-called Ubaid Period civilization (BC 6500 - BC 3800), is where we get all of those reptilian statues of people or 'gods,' or so some archaeologists and social anthropologists say - that you see in television shows such as 'Ancient god-only-knows-whatever-hot-button-flavor-of-the-season-name...'

The so-called 'translation' of the Amenhotep pyramidion, is another monument to the fact that human beings will say anything and repeat anything, just because they have a mouth and they can make some noise with it. And there are other pyramidions too, notably the pyramidion of Amenemhat III.

Pyramidion - capstone of the Pyramid.

People who try and claim to have translated the inscriptions have absolutely no idea what those inscriptions say or mean.

The inscriptions describe certain relationships of certain particular things, although they do also memorialize two names or titles.

The standard modern narrative of what these inscriptions do say, goes something like this: 'May the face of the king of Upper and Lower Egypt be opened so that he may see the Lord of the Horizon (Horus), and that when he (Horus) crosses the sky, and the son of Ra, and the two ladies... ...and blah blah blah;' all rubbish.

Moses and God: wrong.

Mecca and God: wrong.

Abraham from where: wrong.

The Pharaoh and God: wrong.

Jews: wrong.

Muslims: wrong.

Christians: also wrong.

Ancient 'geopolitics' - standard modern narrative: all wrong.

Today's geopolitics...?

China and Iran, of course, are allies of great self-interest and convenience.

And anyone who thinks we are out of the woods because Jared Kushner has built a little bloc between Saudi Arabia and Israel and Bahrain and the UAE... ...is nuts.

The 'secret' by the way, of all of this, is literally right there on the pyramidion.

You see, original people originally say some 'thing,' or write something, and then other people come along and read it however which-way that they like and it all becomes nonsense after that. And you know what? They establish even Universities to teach the nonsense as well!

And then, whole swathes of people all 'know' the same nonsense, for ever and ever and ever after.

Round and round and round she goes.

You stop when you find something worth your while, though, right...?

Time, And The 'Unseen...'

We come into the world, 'no hidden information,' and we take up our places, after having learned the rules, ostensibly these are just the things we all learn growing up, and being educated in the normal way - we take up our places at the Chess table, in order to play.

In relative youth, we get donated to us, things that are not really 'us,' as such. Women trade off their good looks, if they are good-looking; and then, when youth departs her of its own free will, what stays behind, of the person that someone apparently knew and loved - in their youth?

What's on the menu of life?

Young men trade off their vigor and anger and strength - and they gather around them followers, or they are entered in, among circles of powerful men, and then, later on, when their youth departs them, which is the part of what is made commerce of, that remains with that person?

Who, is the person? Who is the 'thing' we value; the thing 'of' value.

When we assess ourselves, 'at our best,' as they say, and think about, let's say, the time when we were the 'best on ground' at some sport? And in the evenings after those games, when we were chased by the young girls? Is that us, but then, when we become old and infirm, this is no longer 'us' anymore?

Can we take anything with us, that we can 'get' from any of these phases of life - that adds to 'us;' literally adds materially to who we are?

And when any of the gods who service any of the Campbell's Tomato Soup religions, weighs you up, usually according to the standard narratives after your death - which 'you' do they assess? The sports jock, the winner in youth, the beautiful young model or actress or social favorite... ...or the nothing that is left in old age? Or maybe just the baby 'you' (EG as in 'baby Yoda')?

Cristina Soto - how come she sings like she does?

...Now in this article, we shall look at a wine in its youth, and try and comprehend its destiny, since Allah knows the heart of men, so too we shall merely attempt to know the heart of a wine - and in the case of Allah's foreknowledge, not only does he know the evil men and the good, but he knows which will already go to Hell for Eternity, and which to Heaven for Eternity before they were even born. And so, although the 'good' and 'the Believers' put up with all the disaster and suffering inflicted on the world by 'the bad' (with Allah's blessing since he knows all the potentials beforehand but he does nothing about it) and all along the way, the 'bad' get all the money and power and the fame and the glory and very likely either curse Allah every step of the way too or at minimum are 'hypocrites' - both sides having zero guarantee of anything, but apparently, the 'good' have 'faith' and 'believe.' And so, the 'good' get the Eternal Reward of Heaven, and the wealthy, powerful, successful 'bad' get to go to Hell, later on; afterwards - according to the fairy story.

The wine of life, will it run dry?

And really, this applies to more than just Allah, it applies to most of the deities involved in Campbell's Tomato Soup religions - they are all well-pleased with the obtaining state of affairs... They inflict by their failure to do anything, pain and suffering and disaster on the whole world and especially onto good and innocent people who have done nothing to invite any of it.

This is, at core, the essential criticism, for instance, of Stephen Fry, about God.

Stephen Fry's logical conclusion, is that either there is no God, or, that, if there is, he is a vicious and wanton sadist.

However I say, having spoken with people who claim to have met and conversed with advanced ET aliens from very far away and much different societies and civilizations, that our concept of God is incorrect and in very substantial ways.

But let us go back to the wine. Here is a wine, newly produced to the market, which is available for around $20 a bottle, and if you buy six or more, you get them in really nice wooden presentation crates... ...or something.

Now if I knew for certain - like say, a god would - about the fate and destiny of this wine, then I could guarantee you that at some point, they would go for ten thousand dollars a bottle.

What do you think?

Is it time to play Chess, yet? For you?

We do not want to meet some amazing-looking romantic partner and 'make out' with them.

You do not want that; stop lying.

If you had, say, an extra um, sixty thousand dollars all of a sudden, then you could 'get' into the action for a few moments, though, right? Dress up. Get a facial. Whatever it is that will work.

Taltarni - 'The Patron.' 

And then, this super advanced, really intellectually plangent ET alien of quite remarkable good looks, even by our elevated human standards, turns up swanning around in your social circles and drifts towards you... ...are they interested in the passing you, the disappearing you, the you of your youth and fame (or youthfully allowed infamy)?

I tell you what you want: you want to insert yourself literally into perfection, into 'Forever' (that is the essential meaning of Allah's Heaven and everyone else's as well), you want to become part of the very object itself that you lust after, you want to bathe in it, in the feelings and the sensations it gives you. But you absolutely do not want to get, along with the 'deal' any of the pathetic lunacies of the fading attributes and any deceit from the mimicking superficial 'front;' nor any of the carefully hidden poverties of that real inner being that you are looking at.

Old men are not deluded by young people, nor by other old people and their wiles crafted over decades.

But it is still a very great art to even be able to discern what a human being is, apart from the stuff that shifts around a lot with them, their outsides, their mindsets, their personal egos, their clothes...

I have a copy of one of the only real versions of a book by Abdul Qadir Gilani, called: Futuh al Ghaib (Secrets of the Unseen), a 12th century work. Virtually all the versions that you will find on the internet, or in any library, are fake and filled with these things - 'All praise to Allah' and 'Bismillah' and 'Peace and Blessings Be Upon the Holy Messenger,' and 'Allah is One' and so on to convince people that this is some kind of major work of a Muslim scholar and philosopher and which contains basically teachings from the greatest book delivered from a Divinity ever, namely, the Quran of course.

But it is called 'Secrets of' because it was only meant for his close students, and it is... ...a secret book. Which deals, not with the outer impressions given by people, and their looks, but what of them is 'unseen.'

The chimes of Big Ben are presently silent, and the clock-tower of Mecca presently stands.

 And the Temple of Wisdom in Turkey is taken into the hands of men...

The Texan 'trance singer' Cristina Soto

But I tell you these things, because what I tell you are secret things, and the hidden things, of which you are meant to discern key thoughts from out of intentional mist, and from that process derive important weighty conclusions - that to others, will appear as though they were prophecies when they unfold as you predict that they will, and that they must. Because it is mathematics, not magic.

Who you are, who any person is, is mathematics. Some things change; some things never do. Some are variables, some are constants. Life is a differential equation with multiple variables. The game of Life is a Chess game. But most people are playing in the world of eternal variables...

Make sure you don't.

 

Flying Carpets

No sensible person in today's adult world actually believes there are any such things as flying carpets, and that there never have been.

I mean sure, these things might have been okay at moderate speed, tooling around the local bazaar marketplace of downtown Baghdad around 500 BCE. But they require some pretty special modifications to go up to the Elon Musk 'Constellation satellite' train - or they would do if you intended to get up there on your own personal flying carpet made in Isfahan today.

A sensible person would not believe in ET alien UFO's either - except these have been filmed by the US Navy. The absolute very latest military aircraft the US has is this new Boeing 'Next-Gen' so-called F-X. I think I mentioned it here, oh god, many years ago now, and it is extremely extremely fast - but it is in zero ways whatsoever similar in 'flight characteristics' to the Navy's 'Tic-Tac' UFO.

Back to flying carpets...

Nobody has photographed them. Not any real ones. And that is because there were also no cameras back in 500 BCE and earlier. 'Camera' is, as you know, an Arabic word.

Okay, forget flying carpets - let's go to the game of Chess, or, the true earliest version: Chaturanga. Nobody really knows what the rules of Chaturanga were, and it varies from standard modern Chess in that the two 'King' pieces do not face each other across the board at set-up. And, a stalemate is counted as a win for both parties.

Chess is haram in Islam.

So is the magic that produces flying carpets.

Which is more important - this above, or
the particles in physics?

The similarity though, in flying carpets and ET UFO's is that, flying carpets in any case were always held to be very rare things. It would have been difficult to photograph them even if there ever were such things because well, where would you find one, why would the great wizard that had one, show it to you?

Have you ever found yourself in the position of thinking, god if only I had have been prepared for 'such-and-such' - perhaps it were a chance, a fortuitous meeting with someone... ...but then, they were gone.

'Jannat' the heaven of Islam, literally has the meaning of that which disappears. And from that root comes the favorite word of Islamic Ustaz all over the internet these days - Djinn, which means that which vanishes and is usually invisible.

In Christianity, there is one other character named as 'Messiah' apart from any Jewish person, and also, another thing that eludes the tomato soup preachers everywhere, is that there are two 'heavenly realities' spoken of both by Jesus Christ as well as just generally all across the whole Bible.

Do we need a 'new story?' A new narrative for Mankind? Something that 'explains' us, our civilization, and its meander through history.

We don't even know our 'old story' yet!

You surely, would like a quick spin on your magic flying carpet first though, right? Before you chucked the whole thing in and hopped onto a 'new story?'

From the old Persian mythology, come the ideas of 'Peri' (fairies, astral beings with wings), and also 'Paradise;' the garden of Heaven. But the Garden of Heaven is different from the Kingdom of Heaven...

The Firebird - Stravinsky,
is patterned on the Peri imagery.

Thinkers have always been confronted with two great existential philosophical problems - one, what is going on, and two, why. 

One of the great keys to the game of Chess, is that play involves no hidden information.

Same with life - what I know, is known to you, and what you know, is known to me.

And I ought not to be able to beat you in any great contest if our intellectual strengths are roughly equal, you would suppose, and let us - you and I at least - abandon the typical human shortcoming of personal arrogance; for I don't believe I am better than you -, not better, not smarter, not anything substantively different to you.

But I tell you this as a certainty - look around yourself and see if you disagree - most people are not players, as in, not real intentional movers of anything. And I tell you more still, those who have the wide reputation of being something important and special in the way of a master of the game, actively playing, moving pieces around the Chess board - the George Soros's, the Bill Gates, even Rupert Murdoch and Macron, Xi Jinping, all of those - they are one or other of 'castle,' 'knight,' or 'pawn.'

Find your real silk Persian rug, take your seat there...

LOL

There is no win, no lose. And most of all, remember, there was no hidden information.

Take your position. Take up your mantle around your shoulders... ...and move your first piece now.

When you were young, you read, you studied, you learned much - and you saw no hidden hand, received no assistance, neither from your mysterious and rich uncle, nor from Djinni.

And as the mass-less neutrinos rocket into your mind from right across the whole of galactic space, even far far beyond that - hugely fast, mass-less, and if they hit each other in some as yet unknown way, two photons are given off... Carrying data at much much greater than the speed of light, in tune to who you are, the Djinni appears; sometimes here, sometimes there, always trying to elude the detection of the outside world, the material Chess-piece and board arrangement world.

Move your first piece now.

You are ready, right?

Because you were the one that said no, there were no advanced ET aliens, no proof, no evidence, no flying carpets, no incredible machines that flew right up into space and elsewhere at greater even than mere lightning speed.

You are ready, aren't you?

On the planet, at any one time, the great master Chess players are few and rare.

This world exists for them.

And you're ready to play you say.

Oh yeah, the other Messiah guy - well that was Cyrus the Great; God in the Bible says He appointed Cyrus to change the world. But you'll never much hear about this from the tomato soup people.